Call your shots
But never let them come calling for you
Call your shots
But never let them come calling for you
Politikos laughs as I furl my brow
He tells a joke as I vainly attempt to understand
The situation and those situated
Take their cues from each other
and they're not the sort to move freely
Politicks is about secks
Secks, Poweur
And there's Poweur in Politicks
His laugh fetchers my own
And I look with right-side up lefty eyes
At this topsy turvy scene
If I could express my political theory in fewer words
Then I wouldn't use more than two
But if it had to be viewed altogether
I would suggest you try to be Bi-Partisan
Speak with the Conservatives about how things are
Narrow and creaking
liable to snap and crush you where you stand
Listen to Liberals about how things should be
Sparkling and clean
the sort of works that get done in the mind first and foremost
There are times that I wish
I could make these things mine own
Write my own story about Politicks
Make my own facts
Use my own words
But while I don't particularly believe in Democracy
Democracy certainly believes in me
It works to find out where I stand
And its not the sort of thing you'd want to carelessly disappoint